Su Youwei smiled at the corner of her mouth, she was neatly dressed at this time, but her every move would also cause many unrealistic associations among everyone in the audience.

Even as her gaze swept away, some unstable monks had already kept their saliva and began to lust.

When Zhao Zimo looked at the hall owner, he was stunned for three breaths before he bit the tip of his tongue to calm himself down.

As for Yang Kunyi, who was similar to him, he also turned his head to look at the other party, in the face of this kind of female monk who has practiced to the extreme, if she doesn't want to fall, she will still be able to divert her attention by staring at the enemy!

Fortunately, Su Youwei chuckled, naturally dispersed his flattery, and suddenly said: "Today is the 100th anniversary of the opening of my Qingyu Restaurant, please don't make any more trouble here, otherwise with the realm of the two of you, you must have to close this seat for some time." ”

is inferior to others, and the sect also has to be reasonable and well-behaved!

As the rules of the Pure Yang Sword Sect say, if you really know that you are weak, you will be killed instead.

That sect won't care about you, as for who you have a good personal relationship with, and someone will help you avenge, it's understandable, but the two of them are not fools, even if they are enemies, they can endure for a moment, and when they get out of this Qingyu Pavilion, it's not too late to do it.

Zhao Zimo took a deep look at the young man, and then took a sip of tea, but he had a flying sword hidden in his sleeve, ready to kill at any time.

As for why that person knew himself, it must be his own white robe, so that he could see through it.

And Dao Tianzong was the enemy of the Immortal Peak, Zhao Zimo could naturally recognize the civilian clothes that this person was wearing.

Although that person was also not wearing a Dao robe, most of the clothes that the disciples of Dao Tianzong wore on weekdays were drawn by Lin Shixian one by one, and let him remember that at that time, Lin Shixian said lightly: "If you go down the mountain and meet a disciple of Dao Tianzong, you can't let it go."

If a disciple two levels higher than you kills you, I, Lin Shixian, will kill ten land immortals of his sect to avenge you. ”

Through these words, you can basically know that the two are almost inseparable from each other!

With the appearance of an Oiran on the stage, everyone's attention shifted again, but I have to say that the chaos caused by the two was enough to impress the female disciples of the Lust Sect, after all, the two of them could enter the Immortal Sect, and their qualifications must be rare in a hundred years.

Although the realm is low, the furnace is difficult to raise, but they don't mind entangled with you for a hundred years, and slowly consume it, after all, one of them is handsome and extraordinary, and the other is a jade tree, even if something happens, it will not be a loss.

It's a pity that Zhao Zimo was thinking about how to kill people, so he didn't pay attention to these things.

As for Yang Kun, he was interested in watching the performance of the female disciples of this erotic sect.

After all, he is in the Jindan realm, although he is taking the path of magic weapons and runes, but the realm is one level higher than Zhao Zimo after all, which gives him great confidence to kill Zhao Zimo when he leaves the Qingyu Pavilion.

As for why he's here?

Of course, the consumption of the initial cultivation talisman is too large, and even the Dao Heavenly Sect will not spend too many resources for him to cultivate for no reason.

So he can only come to Xiyao City, be a talisman maker, and hone his skills by the way, after all, he is a disciple of Dao Tianzong, and the art of talisman is stronger than other sects, and even scattered cultivation is stronger, and it is much easier than others to become a talisman maker with many resources.

Sword Dance.

Play.

Sing songs.

Unconsciously, in the second half of the night, just when the atmosphere was thick, Zhao Zimo, who was dressed in a white robe, suddenly got up and left, but he still turned his head to look at Yang Kunyi: "At the door, I waited for you to wait for half a cup of tea, it was all Jindan Realm, don't lose your face of Dao Tianzong!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several friends around Yang Kunyi changed, and one of them suddenly sneered: "Isn't it your senior sister who didn't dare to go down the mountain, what kind of treasure did she give you, otherwise you want to cross the border and kill people, who do you think you are?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zimo suddenly turned his head to look, and the man also stood up happily: "Yuntai Mountain Chen Ziqi, I don't know what to say?" ”

"You know the rules of my Pure Yang Sword Sect, but do you know the rules of my Immortal Peak?" He said lightly.

"Haha, the rules for stepping on the Immortal Peak ......"

"Smack!" Zhao Zimo's figure suddenly surged away, picked up a slap and slapped him in the face, directly slammed his head into the table, and fell to the ground with his head bleeding.

At that moment, everyone present was directly stunned, as for Su Youwei, she originally wanted to stand up, but sat down again.

As for the fast movement, even Yang Kun of the Jindan Realm didn't react, just at the moment when he was about to sacrifice the magic weapon.

Zhao Zimo's speed was even faster, he directly reached out to hold Yang Kunyi's neck, and stepped on Chen Ziqi's dantian and crushed it hard!

Chen Ziqi was bleeding in an instant, and everyone heard a clattering cracking sound......

It was the sound of Jindan shattering.

As for Yang Kunyi, who was holding it with one hand, before he could struggle, the steely palm was clenched heavily, and a ball of plasma burst out of his neck, and the whole neck shrunk into a ball.

Directly died on the spot......

The distance between the Baodan Realm martial artist and the Jindan Realm monk is less than ten meters!

has not yet sacrificed the magic weapon to protect the body, so the only result is to be killed in seconds!

At this time, Zhao Zimo looked down at the corpses of the two and said slowly: "This is the rule of my stepping on the Immortal Peak." ”

Quiet!

Unusually quiet!

……………………

"I'm really sorry, poor Zhao Zimo disturbed your Yaxing, and he also didn't follow the rules of the hall owner, and he still killed people, but I won't take a penny of the things on these two people, why don't you give it to the hall owner as a gift of reparation?" Zhao Zimo bent down and picked up two square inch bags, and said slowly with a smile.

However, Su Youwei had a cold face: "You have rules for stepping on Xianfeng, do I have no rules for the door of lust?" ”

The young man, who had just finished killing people and did not stain a trace of blood, changed his hand and put the two square inch bags into his arms, but he still smiled: "I don't know what the hall owner means?" ”

"Pick one!" Su Youwei suddenly smiled enchantingly.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Zimo didn't know why.

But the next moment, he understood......

Because the three Oirans came to the stage in turn.

The first is the Oiran selected this year, Xia Qingwu.

She was dressed in white and her face was as cold as frost, like a fairy in the sky, but it gave people a hint of conquest.

The second place is last year's Oiran, Tang Zhirou.

Wearing a flaming red dress, there is a feeling of a little bird, and he is looking at him with affection at this time.

The third place is the Oiran of the previous year, Luo Yueshan.

Her light veil was half-covered, looming, and as soon as she appeared, many people's breathing became more and more rapid.

But Zhao Zimo was really wary of these women who practiced Meigong, and directly raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Youwei.

It's just that the owner of the pavilion chuckled even more: "Don't you want to choose a slave family, it's not impossible, I'm afraid that your small body can't bear it." ”

Zhao Zimo immediately coughed lightly: "The rules of your Qingyu Pavilion can't be a crime, just choose an Oiran and take it away, if that's the case, then wouldn't others commit crimes every day?" ”

"This is naturally not, it's just that you're domineering and outgoing, and you conquered my family's Oiran last year, Zhirou, come here." Su Youwei pointed to the woman in the red dress, and Tang Zhirou looked at Zhao Zimo with affection, but still walked to her side

"The owner of the pavilion is afraid that you won't like it, so I let the other two come out, but you have to choose one, otherwise it will ......" Between the words, Su Youwei originally touched Tang Zhirou's hair, but pressed her head with five fingers, and then said coldly: "Otherwise, the owner of the hall will kill the one who likes you the most!" ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you, my Erotic Sect cultivation method is to choose one person to be the furnace Ding, but the profound method must be loved to the deepest depth, if my family Zhirou wants to be emotional, that is sincere!

If you're ruthless enough, then it's better to see her die! Tang Zhirou, who was under Su Youwei, didn't dare to move, her face turned pale, but she didn't expect things to develop to this point.

He could only look at Zhao Zimo with the eyes of asking for help.

The confused little Taoist priest, with a hint of confusion on his face, chose Lao Tzu as the furnace, and he was so upright, you are really domineering in your lust, could it be that those guys who make rules are all old perverts, is this really not a demon?

But if you don't choose one person, then Su Youwei, as a very likely hundred-year-old virgin, will really kill the poor girl in red.

Thereupon...... That night, he took a woman in a red dress back to the bamboo courtyard, and the two stared at each other all night......